Then there is my Aunt, she now lives at her childhood (and mine) home. So she gets to reap Grandmother's harvest. My Grandmother had many fruit trees. The biggest being the persimmon that covers the front of the house. So every year about this time, I go over there and harvest persimmons, for cookies and bread, YUM!
Just an interesting view at the homestead. Can you see the rock wall? My Grandfather built that and many others.
Do you know what these are? Pomegranates! I begged a couple of these too. Lucky me!
Just a few persimmons. They aren't quite ripe yet, but you have to pick them before the birds get them.